Same song, same thoughts, I can’t do it. Can’t force myself to stop caring, like how you can’t force yourself to care. Lame, yes I know. Tired of all of this, but can’t get myself to stop. Seven Thousand Four Hundred Sixty Seven Miles away and yet the distance means nothing to me. It doesn’t matter where I am I’ll still feel the same. Even if i couldn’t tell you how much I care and more than like you still, I still feel it and it hurts more than anything in the world.
"Can’t sleep until you’re next to me"
Alexandra Burke, ‘Bad Boys’
Keri Hilson, ‘Energy’
12397.) At one point in my six month relationship with someone I really loved, I still had feelings for my ex. But they never got any larger than 10%.
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It hurts being that girl….because I knew he always had feelings for her, but tried to convince myself that it was a lie.
the real deal | submitted by chopa
love this.
Just a Dream
“Baby, why’d you leave me, why’d you have to go
I was counting on forever, now I’ll never know
I can’t even breathe
It’s like I’m, looking from a distance, standing in the background
Everybody’s saying, he’s not coming home now,
This can’t be happening to me” -Just a Dream Carrie Underwood
Wake me up! I’m tired of the same old thing everyday. Waiting for someone who I know will never come back….. Get me out of here. You don’t even know how many times I’ve packed my bag to get out of this place, because everything reminds me of you.
You’re the first person I think of when I wake up and the last when I hit the pillows. I should have listened when people told me not to, but I was too curious to let you go. Even after all of this, I really don’t regret it. Starting and ending something is part of growing up. But if this is how growing up feels, then I don’t want to at all.
“…Counting on forever,” even though forever doesn’t exist, but since it doesn’t exist, then was all of this forever?, In the sense that forever is a state of mind. If so then I had everything I ever wanted, but what now? too many questions I have to ask when it concerns you, but most of them are questions I have to ask myself.
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It was two weeks after the day she turned 18
all dressed in white, going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat,
six pence in her shoe
something borrowed something *blue*
and when the church doors opened up wide she put her veil down trying to hide the tears oh
she just couldn’t believe it
she heard the trumpets from the military band and the flowers fell out of her hands
Baby, why’d you leave me, why’d you have to go
I was counting on forever, now I’ll never know
I cant even breathe
It’s like I’m, looking from a distance, standing in the background
Everybody’s saying, he’s not coming home now,
This can’t be happening to me
This is just a dream
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
lord please lift his soul and heal this hurt
then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard
then they handed her a folded up flag and
she held on to all she had left of him oh and what could’ve been
and then guns rang one last shot and it felt like a bullet in her heart
Baby, why’d you leave me, why’d you have to go
I was counting on forever, now I’ll never know
I can’t even breathe
It’s like I’m, looking from a distance, standing in the background
Everybody’s saying, he’s not coming home now,
This can’t be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh,Oh Baby, why’d you leave me, why’d you have to go
I was counting on forever, now I’ll never know
Ohh i’ll never know
It’s like I’m, looking from a distance, standing in the background
Everybody’s saying, he’s not coming home now,
This can’t be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh this is just a dream
just a dream, oh!!
— Carrie Underwood. This is Just a Dream
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